"Not at all ma'am...ehem...excuse me...ehem...I seem to have...ehem...anodd frog in my throat," he sputtered.Devon coughed and tried to clear his thro...t again."I was so tired from the journey; I dare say I slept most of the day."His voice sounded like he was a schoolboy, he thought to himself."Well yes, traveling does do odd things to the body, doesn't it?"Reginald said politely. "Would you care for a cocktail?"Devon looked again at Lady LaMark, a broad smile still creasing her. Simultaneously, my wife changed positions she was now kneeling on the edge of couch with her ass up so her biker lover could stand up and take her anally. Dale stood behind her and tore open a rubber and wrapped it around his cock. Then he squirted some lube on his cock and spread it around. He took the excess lube from his hand and wiped it off between my wife’s ass cheeks. She softly moaned as Dale put his index finger in her ass and began massaging her asshole. He stood behind her and lined. I won’t give up without a fight. Will all the bloodshed be worth it? More importantly, will it result in greater profit? Despite how you conduct it, it’s still a business. How profitable will it be when all the money is covered with blood?”“You know it isn’t that simple.”I rose. “It is to me. Well, I can say I tried. Think of your families, this will be an eye for an eye type of war. Lots of people will die, and the need for blood will never be quenched. Let’s stop it now. It’s only a very tiny. I was shocked.“Renu Mousi, Mom’s sister? But she is so pious, religious….how did it happen?” I asked, after recovering.“She came last year to stay with us for few days. Mom went to temple. Dad was fucking her. You know, Dad. He never closes the door, only curtains were drawn. We were watching through the gap and masturbating.” Munna started speaking rubbing his ear.“He said something to her. He was fucking her doggy. She looked at the curtain, pushed Dad and as Dad was staring shocked with his.